Zatanna Zatara: Mistress of Magic (![]() ![]() @ 2009-08-06 22:10:00 |
![]() |
|||
![]() |
|
![]() |
|
![]() |
Entry tags: | !entry post, !incomplete, niles, zatanna |
Who: Zatanna Zatara and Greeter.
When: Now.
Where: Hannibal's Hotel lobby.
What: Zatanna ends up in the hotel lobby, after what she thinks, is a spell gone awry.
Rating: PG-13, just to be on the safe side.
Status: In Progress.
Zatanna gave a contemplative 'hmm' as she stepped around, what appeared to be, a hotel lobby - and a very posh one at that. Clearly, this wasn't Gotham City's theatre district, where she had been in the middle of one of her performances as the Great Zatanna: Mistress of Magic. Her white gloved hand caressed underneath her chin, while her blue eyes squinted as she took in her new surroundings. She had never messed up her disappearing act before, at least until now. Something (or someone) very powerful was at work here, but she couldn't quite put her finger on the 'who' or 'what' just then.
Looked like it was another mystical puzzle for her to solve.
The dark-haired woman soon approached the desk and set her top hat atop of it. Of course, this probably wouldn't take much away from her odd appearance, but she figured she'd try to at least appear normal to whoever was manning the front desk. Zatanna tapped the service bell. "Hello? Is anyone here?" she called out, leaning forward a bit and craning her neck around to see if anyone was hiding in the back.